Chapter 15
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Tish’s mind raced even faster than her feet as she did her best to keep up with Mace’s long strides. Arousal blended with anticipation made it difficult to think, but she needed to make one more decision before she switched off her brain and let her libido take over.
“The previous owners of this ship made some changes to the cabin configuration,” Mace said as he hit the button that opened the first door. “The two on this side are slightly larger.”
She peeked inside. “There were originally three cabins per side. They knocked out a bulkhead and rearranged the partitions? That had to be expensive.”
“I imagine it was. The other cabin is the mirror image of this one. You can have your choice.”
She nodded. “You two have claimed the cabins on the other side?”
“We did. Those had even more changes made. The captain and most of the crew were Torskis in a family unit. Their sleeping arrangements were, uh, complicated.”
Without a word, she squeezed past him and made for the door closest to the flight deck.
“Where are you going?” Xaber asked, his voice thick with amusement.
“You said I could have any cabin.” She tapped the button to open the door.
Once she could, she looked inside. The space was large, even massive by shipboard standards.
Where there had once been three cabins, there was now only one.
A narrow slot on the floor marked the place where a partition had been.
It must extend up out of the floor when needed.
Two large beds had been pushed together and took up a good portion of the center of the room. In fact, there were two of every furnishing: desks, chairs, and viewscreens. Two doors led to what she assumed were Torski-sized sanitation rooms, one on each side.
In the end, her last decision had been easy to make. “I’ll sleep here,” she announced.
“But…” Mace started to say something, but Xaber cut him off.
“The lady has made her choice. We should respect that.”
Mace grunted. “Right.”
Xaber continued to speak, this time addressing the ship’s AI. “Livy, have a bot locate the bag of goods I’m setting down on the deck and take it to the galley. It’s our dinner.”
“Of course, Xaber. Please let me know when you wish to eat, and I’ll have the items reheated for you,” Livy said.
“Thank you,” all three of them said in chorus.
Then she turned around to face the two males standing in the corridor. “I take it we’re not eating yet?”
Xaber eyed her hungrily. “Dinner can wait. Tonight, we’re having dessert first.”
Mace nodded, his expression almost primal. “And I’m having at least two servings.”
Tish turned and walked into the cabin, all the way to the foot of the bed. She sat down on the edge of the mattress and leaned over to tug off one of her boots.
They moved so quickly it seemed as if they had teleported.
One second they were outside the door, and the next they were right there.
Mace kneeled at her feet, brushing away her hands as he took over the task of removing her boots.
Xaber was somehow behind her on the bed, already coaxing her to sit up and raise her arms over her head so he could remove her top.
“You two are fast.”
“You’re in our room. Sitting on our bed. Why the fraxx would we move slowly?”
Mace’s voice reminded her of the thunder they’d heard in the bio-dome. His question made her laugh.
“I don’t have an answer to that. I shut off my higher brain functions the moment I sat down.”
“Good thinking,” Xaber murmured as he drew her top over her head. “Or, in this case, not thinking.”
Once she was free of her tunic, she twisted her upper body toward Xaber and made herself as tall as possible while remaining seated. That provided barely enough height to let her brush her lips along his jaw.
Xaber turned toward her, capturing her mouth with his. His strong fingers slid over her short hair as he cupped the back of her head and drew her in close for a hungry kiss that made her toes curl.
Mace tapped her thigh. “Hate to interrupt, but I can’t get this boot off until you relax your foot.”
She broke the kiss long enough to mutter an apology and fix the problem.
The second her boot was off, she let herself get swept away by another kiss. Xaber groaned her name into her mouth, the sound buzzing against her lips and tongue as her world went up in flames.
Time slowed as she gripped Xaber’s shirt front in one hand. A warm hand cupped her breast, and it took several lust-drunk seconds for her to realize that Mace had joined them on the bed.
His fingertips toyed with her nipple, twisting it gently as a wall of bare skin and muscle pressed into her side.
While she’d been distracted, he’d stripped off his clothes.
She reached for him, running her free hand along his flank.
Desire burned inside her, leaving her breathless and craving their touch.
“More,” Mace growled the single word as his lips grazed her bare shoulder. “I want to see more of you.”
Xaber ended their kiss. “Lie back, Tix. Let us take care of you.”
She did. Xaber guided her back onto the mattress while Mace helped her scoot up to the middle of the bed.
Mace moved over her, his mouth crashing down on hers and his hand still on her breast. Xaber pulled back, the cloth of his shirt slipping through her fingers.
She moaned in protest. Xaber laughed. “Patience, Tix.”
She didn’t want to be patient. She wanted them. Now.
A hand stroked down her belly. “This works better if we’re all naked,” Xaber said with a chuckle.
He undid the knot in the tie around her waist and slid both her pants and panties over her hips. The caress of the fabric blended with the warmth of his touch, and she arched her hips to make it happen faster.
She felt the mattress shift as he left the bed. She wrapped her arms around Mace’s shoulders and pulled him down on top of her.
He laughed and kissed her hard, his tongue twined with hers as his fingers worked a sensual sort of magic when he moved from one breast to the other. Pleasure coursed through her. The flames already burning grew brighter with every touch.
“I gotta say, I like this view,” Xaber said from somewhere near her feet.
Mace raised his head to stare at his batch-brother. “Quit ogling my ass and get back here. Our temptress deserves both our attention.”
“Please. Your naked butt is not the view I’m enjoying.”
Tish lifted her head to see. Xaber stood at the foot of the bed, his well-muscled body on full display.
Stars. Why did he look even bigger with his clothes off?
Xaber grinned at her, very aware of her gaze. He had broad shoulders and a trim build that was all muscle and grace. His cock stood to full attention, rising from between his thick thighs. Without a word, he bowed in her direction and then turned in a tight circle to let her see every part of him.
“Idiot,” Mace grumbled. “We all know you’re the pretty one.”
That bothered her. She turned and placed a hand on Mace’s massive chest. She hadn’t noticed before, but thin, faded scars were scattered across his upper torso. “Don’t do that. You are both sexy as hell.”
“I think you’re biased.”
She glowered at Mace. “Of course I am. If I wasn’t, I wouldn’t be here. I want this.” She tapped his chest and then reached up to lay her hand against his scarred cheek. “I want you. Both of you. So fraxx yes, I’m biased.”
Mace’s scowl melted into a smile that filled her heart. “You’re sexy as hell when you get riled.”
“Agreed. Now, can we please get back to the important stuff? I believe I promised to eat you up.” Xaber waggled his brows. “It’s time for dessert.”
He prowled toward the foot of the bed. Once there, he placed a heated hand on each of her ankles and spread her legs.
“Yes,” he hissed softly. “So beautiful.”
Mace sat up and rolled to one side, somehow landing behind her. His legs stretched out on either side, and he coaxed her backward until her head and shoulders rested on his chest.
Xaber moved like a predator as he made his way onto the bed. He paused to lift each of her legs, placing them over his shoulders.
Mace began to toy with her breasts again, his deft fingers making her shiver as pleasure washed over her.
Xaber was between her legs now, his eyes fever-bright as he lowered his mouth to her already wet pussy. He used the fingers of one hand to part her labia and then stopped to blow a stream of warm air over her throbbing clit.
Tish closed her eyes and moaned.
When nothing happened, she arched her hips upward, begging for his touch.
He blew out another soft breath and then stroked the pad of his thumb over her clitoris. She cried out, her legs tightening around his shoulders as she pulled him closer.
“I want to hear you, Tix. Tell me what feels good.”
She barely had time to take a breath before his mouth latched on to her pussy, feasting on her flesh. He sucked the swollen nub of her clit into his mouth, lashing it with his tongue as his fingers found her opening and made their way inside.
She cried out in wordless wonder, her hips rising from the bed. Mace held her, his hands busy, his mouth by her ear. “Does it feel good, little temptress? Do you like what he’s doing?”
“Yes! Oh, yes.”
“Fast or slow? Hard or soft. Tell him what you want, little one. He wants you to come, and so do I.”
She gasped, shuddered, and tried to form words. “Harder. More. Please. More.”
Xaber growled, the vibration making everything more intense. He was relentless, licking and sucking her clit over and over again. She shook with need, words forgotten as pleasure pooled, and her orgasm began to build.
When she was near the edge of her control, he drove her over it. He curled his fingers, touching a spot inside her she hadn’t known existed, as he pressed down on her clit with his tongue.
Tish came apart, her senses soaring as her orgasm hit her like a comet strike of ecstasy.
“Come back to us, temptress. We’re not done with you yet,” Mace said, his voice low and rough.
Tish opened her eyes. Xaber was still between her legs, his gaze on her, and a smug smile on his glistening lips.
“You are fraxxing perfect. And you taste…” He licked his lips. “Delicious.”
“My turn.” Mace pointed to Xaber, his tone suddenly crackling with authority. “Xaber. Kneel. There. Tish, I want you to roll onto your side so you can suck Xay’s cock while I fuck you from behind. Say yes if that’s what you want.”
She nodded, her mouth suddenly dry. This was better than her late-night fantasies. She had all their attention, and it was addicting.
“Good girl. Up you get.”
They helped her up and then guided her into the position they wanted. She moved where they told her and discovered a new kind of freedom in the act of obedience. She trusted them, and they rewarded her with pleasure.
Mace settled his big body behind her, his cock like a bar of steel where it pressed against the seam of her ass. He nuzzled her neck and then drew her earlobe into his mouth. She moaned at the erotic contact, and Xaber took that moment to lift her upper leg so it was draped over Mace’s thigh.
“I’ve wanted to feel your naked body next to me since we first met,” Mace whispered.
“You’ve been in every dream. Every fantasy.
I want to feel you come around my dick. Then we’re going to trade places and do it again.
You’re not going to sleep much tonight, little temptress.
There are so many things we want to do to you. And you’re going to like them all.”
“I believe you,” she said.
“Then let’s get started.”
Xaber kneeled in front of her, his cock so close she could see the drop of pre-cum already forming on the head. They’d grabbed several pillows and used them to prop up her upper body so she could take him into her mouth without it being uncomfortable.
She reached for him, wrapping her fingers around his shaft. Xaber’s cock twitched between her fingers, and he let his head fall back with a low groan of pure need.
She moved closer, letting her lips brush over the thick head of his cock.
Then Mace moved, his thick fingers guiding his cock into position. He stroked her clit once. Twice. And then he seated himself at her entrance.
“You’re ours now,” he whispered as he pushed himself inside.
Her body sang with pleasure as he moved, letting her adjust to his thick girth.
She opened her mouth and took Xaber inside before uttering a moan she knew he’d feel.
Mace began a slow, steady rhythm, his thrusts light for now, but she could already feel his body tensing, fighting a need to fuck her harder.
She wanted that too, but not yet. She wanted this moment to last.
Xaber stroked her hair, steadying her without dominating. She hummed softly and took him deeper, letting her tongue swirl up and down his shaft as she learned what he liked.
“Perfect. Yes. Fraxx. Yes. Just like that,” he encouraged her, rocking his hips just a little.
Mace reached over her, his fingers brushing the seam of her pussy. “Is her mouth as hot as her pussy?” he asked Xaber.
“Yes,” Xaber hissed.
“So fraxxing good. You feel incredible, Tix.” He thrust harder, stretching her to the point of pain without going over. His fingers slipped inside to find her clit. As he stroked her in time to his thrusts, she cried out and nearly came again.
“Do you want to come again?” Mace asked.
She nodded and hummed in what she hoped was the affirmative.
“As you wish.”
Mace sped up, his cock and fingers working in tandem as he drove her into a frenzy of pleasure.
She flexed her inner walls around his cock, wanting him to come with her. She cupped Xaber’s balls in her hand, gently rolling them over her fingers as she hollowed her cheeks and sucked him hard.
Xaber groaned, his fingers tightening on her scalp. When he gasped her name, she pushed him to the back of her throat and swallowed.
The cyborg’s control shattered. He bucked and cried out as his orgasm hit, and she swallowed every drop of his cum as his cock throbbed and pulsed against her tongue.
Mace growled her name, his steady thrusts faltering and his pace quickening.
He pressed down on her clit with two fingers as he drove into her one last time, sending her into orbit a second time.
He shuddered and jerked as he emptied himself into her, her body reacting to each motion with another tremor of renewed pleasure.
They stayed like that for a while, tangled, breathless, and unwilling to move.
Finally, Xaber broke the spell. He moved back, withdrawing from Tish’s mouth so he could flop down beside her. She nestled between them, her head on the mound of pillows, surrounded by strength, warmth, and safety.
It was the best feeling she’d ever known.
No matter what came later, she would never regret the decisions that led to this night. Something good had finally happened to her. Even if it didn’t last, it was enough. It would have to be.